(I know April was not even a month ago, but I decided to revamp this chapter.)

Anyway, on with the story.
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The entire day had Peter on edge, it was the start of April. He hadn't left his room in a few hours in order to avoid his family like the plague. But he was hungry, so he stepped out of his room, walking to the kitchen would be easy right? No, no it would not.

Especially not when a whole team of superheroes are pranking each other. It would be a disaster, since it's April 1st... aka the dumbest holiday, April Fools. Peter absolutely despised this day, why? Because no matter what, he always ended up in the crossfire, accidentally or intentionally.

It didn't matter, all he had to do was stay in his room, and wait out the whole day, "Friday, initiate the April fools protocol."

"Right away Peter." The AI replied.

"Have the pranks started?" He asked.

The AI answered, "Yes, Dr. Banner, Loki, and Wanda have struck first."

Peter sighed, "Oh god, I'm glad I'm staying in my room."

A few hours passed and Peter did different things to occupy his mind, playing chess, fixing his web shooters, reading a book, and jotting down some equations. "Peter, Tony told me to get you, he said it's an emergency."

Peter wore a quizzical look, "Is Dad in trouble?"

If the AI could shrug her nonexistent shoulders, she would. "I don't know, he just said to get you."

"Alright." Peter got up and walked out to the living room, seeing his dad standing by the kitchen island, "Dad, what's going on? Friday said there was an emergency?" He questioned.

Tony stood awkwardly, "I have to do this." He muttered.

Peter was perplexed, "Do what?"

Suddenly, the air smelled minty. Peter's senses were overloaded by the scent, he used the sleeve of his shirt and wiped his eyes and gave his dad the biggest death stare he could muster. Given that his vision was blurred due to them watering.

"What. On. Merlin's. Beard. was that for?!" The teen exclaimed.

Tony felt bad, "The team said to do it."

That was his 'what the heck' moment, "Why would you listen to a bunch of incompetent adult children?!"

Tony didn't answer, his son looked at him, then proceeded to walk over to the wall and climbed up it. He was able to sit on the ceiling with his back towards his father, crossing my arms. "Pete, c'mon, I'm sorry."

Peter didn't reply, mostly out of anger, and stubbornness, but there was no way he was leaving the ceiling. He heard more footsteps and it was aunt and uncle's. "Did you do it?" Clint asked.

"Yeah, and that's the result." Tony replied.

Steve looked up towards the boy, "Peter, get off the ceiling, please."

Peter didn't utter a word, instead, flipping them off. Tony attempted to joke, "Peter, don't make me poke you with a stick again."

"He's giving us the silent treatment." Sam said.

Tony rolled his eyes, "I don't care Peter, get off the ceiling."

After a beat of silence, Tony sighed, "That's it, I'm calling Pepper."

That almost made Peter chuckle, 'how is he going to explain this away?' He thought, 'the only result is everyone facing her fury'. They attempted to poke him, but it didn't work. They tried coaxing but that proved to be null and void.

The sound of clicking heels could be heard, Peter knew she was standing behind him, but even then he still didn't budge. "Peter, sweetheart, what happened?" She asked. Her tone was soft.

"April fools happened. These idiots were pranking each other all, I didn't want to end up in the crossfire, again. So I decided to hold myself up in my room."

"Friday told me dad needed me saying it was an emergency. But when I got to the living room he was freaking me out, saying he had to do it and then proceeded to activate some spray in my face." Peter explained.

Pepper turned her head towards her husband, seething at him, "Honey, come down please."

"Why? Saying sorry doesn't make up for the peppermint oil on my face."

"Tony, once I get our son off the ceiling, Bruce will help him. Whoever was involved with Peter's prank, I will personally kick you out of the compound and be sleeping outside."

Pepper didn't like waiting, "Now, who was involved, don't make me ask again."

Wanda stepped forward, "Tony, Loki, and myself Pepper."

"Great, thank you for telling the truth. Now you can camp outside."

"Peter, get off the ceiling, I'll help you with your eyes." Bruce said, Peter obliged with his stinging eyes. Bruce worked his magic, getting the oil out of them.

Later Peter curled up in his mom's arms while watching a movie. While the three culprits camped outside, working for months to regain Peter's trust, and eventually banning any and all April Fools activities.
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The End of Chapter 237